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Hard Time Killin' Floor (Skip James) · The Iceman Cometh/Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Ice Ice Baby (Madagascar 5) · Ice Ice Baby (Salsa) (Big Daddi) · Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Blues is Killin' Me: Chicago Blues, 1951-1953 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Blues Is Killin' Me (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Killin' Time/Put Yourself in My Shoes (Clint Black) · Us Killin Us (Crazy) · Killin' Jive: Complete Recordings, Vol. 1 (1939-1940) (The Cats & the Fiddle) – and 90 other albums »


for the dance floor
I know you adore 'cause that's what you came for
The ice rhymer is back and livin' large
And when I'm at a show you better wear
just as bad as you want to fuck 
I want to fuck too 
(repeat) 

(verse 1 rapped by Mac) 
Now you ain't gotta say much 
Cause i was peepin' you
I'm killin you first
Mr. kindness talks but I don't listen
A victim of society fucked by the system
My whole life's been a see saw
I'm up one day, down
I'm killin you first
Mr. kindness talks but I don't listen
A victim of society fucked by the system
My whole life's been a see saw
I'm up one day, down
illin',cold makin' a killin'
My pockets keep fillin',I got dollars to the ceilin'
Got a safe in my floor,car got bullet proof doors
Every time I rock the mic I
a nigga make a killin'
Gold rollie on my arm, ten rings like a don
Cuban links in my chain, Zigzag on my charm
Champagne on ice, good weed in the jar
man

Out of all these niggas, they callin' me the realest
Started underneath the floor, now my money through the ceiling
Always staying on my grind,
a nigga make a killin'
Gold rollie on my arm, ten rings like a don
Cuban links in my chain, Zigzag on my charm
Champagne on ice, good weed in the jar
somethin' these hoes'll like
Drive whips i know they like
Twista you told 'em right...
[Twista] I can make you a celebrity overnight...
Give you ice like
the way your body twirl
French vanilla cream, body work is mean
Chocolate fudge make a nigga wanna fall in love

You got them fat legs, killin' them
with my eyes drippin down the glass
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
I know the devil's
still remember the times when
They were simpler than the rhymes of
Vanilla Ice were when I was just killin' the mics
I'll never forget what that feeling
were simpler than the rhymes of
Vanilla Ice were when I was just killin' the mics
I'll never forget what that feeling was like
I miss those times now
fuckin' plastic, I'm on the floor, an I can't stop throwin' up, 
Devastatin', grippin' the toilet, regergutatin', 
Like a fat ass rat, 
On a big ass
pass me that Henny
No ice where the ballers at, let's roll dice

[Mr. Cheeks]
V.I.P. chillin pal, knowin this year we about to make a killin now
and those
Word to hispanics, 'atics
Rollin nappies and Caddy classes (yeah)
Gettin harassed them by them bastards

[Professor]
Hey yo, I see your color
niggas for green
It's Dillinger, forfillin',

Makin' a low outta killin'
Pullin' scandalous jeans
Forfillin fantasy dreams
Catch me on a Costa Rica
(Where you get it from boo?)
I don't even know ma

We played Lo Bar on the dance floor, nah
V.I.P.s where the niggas gettin' dough are
Rap star, trap star
goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new millennium, got me in mo'
known to crush blocks of ice
The spot it bright, 'til the point you lost ya sight
'cause I'm startin fights, like that bully in class
Sayin, "When